Hay and Heartbreak (21 page)

Ian cursed softly. “I don’t trust Sebastian. I’m making this call under duress.”

“Maybe he’ll have been freed already,” Drake suggested.

Ian called and sent Drake a dour look.

“That’s not a happy man,” Drake muttered.

“Did you meet Sebastian?” Duke asked him.

Drake nodded. “Yeah. He was a mess though. It was when Carlos first rescued him. Oh hey, Ian’s perking up!”

Ian was indeed, almost smiling, even. “No, that’s fine. I completely understand. Thanks.” He hung up. “Well, there’s nothing I can do. They’ll be letting Sebastian out in less than an hour. Seems someone’s paid his bail.”

“I thought he was broke and homeless?” Drake said. “Huh.”

“Yeah, huh is right.” Ian slowly approached the porch. “And I’m taking my lunch break.”

Drake’s cheeks turned ruddy. “Oh. Oh, well…good?”

“You don’t sound certain of that.” Ian took the first step up.

“I’m—” Drake cleared his throat. An unmistakable bulge was tenting his pants. “Very—”

“Excited,” Duke said in a droll tone. “God, y’all, go get naked already.”

Ian bounded up the steps and had Drake over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry before Duke had even finished talking. Ian slapped Drake’s ass, hard enough that Hector’s butt burned in sympathy.

But the moan Drake slipped out wasn’t a complaint, not at all.

Hector looked at Duke, who pursed his lips, then said, “Well, I gotta admit, I kinda knew that would happen. Those two are kinky, not that there’s anythin’ wrong with that.”

When Carlos and his men came outside a moment later, Duke passed on the information from Ian.

Carlos tugged Will to his side. “We have to let him go. Obviously, Ian’s right. Sebastian wasn’t honest with any of us, not if he’s got someone bailing him out.”

Hector and Duke left the three lovers to talk in private.

“Gotta tell Joaquin. I’ll do that if you wanna call Dan,” Duke suggested. “Frankie’s comin’ in for lunch. He’s ridin’ up now.”

Hector spotted Frankie on Maisy, coming in from the north pasture. “Yeah, I’ll call Dan.”

Dan’s phone went right to voicemail. Hector looked out of the window, and watched the clouds creep closer.

He loved Montana, but it didn’t feel like home without Dan there. Hector folded his hands in his lap and wondered how long he’d have to wait to see Dan again, and if Duke was right, and Dan would slowly start to pull away.

“No fucking way,” Hector muttered. “No fucking way.” He believed in Dan. He just hoped Dan believed in himself, too.

Less than an hour later, Hector’s phone rang. His heart beat faster when he saw Dan’s name on the caller ID. “Hello?” he said when he answered.

Dan exhaled. “Hector, I…I want to come back. I know I said I wanted—”

“Come home,” Hector said. “Come home to me.”

He heard Dan’s breath hitch, then a soft, warm chuckle followed. “You are home, Hector. I don’t think it’s a place. I think it’s you.”

Hector closed his eyes. Those were the sweetest words he’d ever heard.

Epilogue

Yeah, Dan definitely had a preference for flying to Montana instead of away from it. He was tingling with excitement, and glad as hell he’d been able to afford tickets that only had him changing flights once. It was still a long trip.

But so, so worth it when he saw Hector waiting for him.

Dan’s smile had his cheeks plumping up so much he could see them. “Hector.” He dropped his bag and lunged at his lover, wrapping him in an embrace that Dan thought, for a second, he’d never be able to relinquish him from.

“Dan, sweetheart, don’t leave me again,” Hector whispered, his voice rough and low. “Not for money, not for anything.”

“The money’s handled,” Dan informed him. “Edward told me this morning. He’s taking the price of my ticket out here from my part of it, but the rest will be in my bank account soon.”

Hector pulled back enough to smirk down at him. “So I have myself a sugar daddy?”

Dan laughed. “You’ve got yourself me.”

“Even better.” Hector picked up his bag. “Come on out to the truck so I can kiss you like I need to.”

Dan’s cock was already half-hard. That right there made it fully erect. “We should get a hotel room for the night.”

“We’ve got one.” Hector winked at him. “I planned ahead.” He nudged Dan. “We could run, to the truck.”

“To Matt?” Dan grinned. “You’re on.”

Hector was fast, but Dan was faster. He reached the truck and was inside before Hector had the driver’s side door open.

Dan didn’t hesitate. The second Hector was in, he grabbed Hector by the front of his jacket. “Come here.”

Hector’s eyes gleamed beautifully. So did his lips after he licked them. “Love it when you’re all—mmph!”

The taste of Hector, the feel of him, was sheer perfection and Dan couldn’t get enough. He’d craved this, the joining of them together, ever since he’d left Montana. He kissed Hector until his lungs ached for air and his lips felt hot. Then he pulled back just enough to get a good breath.

Hector cupped his chin. “God, I want you in me, Dan.”

“Oh, now I’m gonna make sure you get just what you want,” Dan promised. “Drive, please.”

“Hotel’s just a mile away.” Hector started the truck and buckled up.

Dan latched his seatbelt. Then the cold hit him. “Damn! I’m glad I have a coat, but I’m not sure it’s heavy enough.”

“Probably not,” Hector agreed. He told Dan he’d take him into Ashville to get a proper coat. “And look at that, will you? We might end up spending more than one night in Bozeman. I wouldn’t mind having you to myself for a few days.”

Dan blinked then rubbed his eyes. At first he thought it was just his eyes acting up because he was tired. “Is that…snowflakes?”

“Sure is. Early in the year for them, but we’ve had such crazy weather all over the place, I guess I’m not surprised.” Hector was smiling, and he looked so handsome, so much like the missing piece of Dan’s heart.

For too long, Dan had lived a shadow of a life, with no one to blame for that but himself. He alone was responsible for his actions and reactions. It was past time for him to accept that, and to grab what he wanted and hope he held on not too tight, and not too loose.

“I love you,” Dan said before he could chicken out and bite the words back. “I love you and I was stupid to leave. I thought…I thought I needed to prove that we could make it through being apart. Sometimes my head’s still a mess.”

“We can make it through anything, if we’re committed to each other.” Hector pulled into a parking lot. He put the truck in park and unfastened his seatbelt. “And goddamn, I love you too, Dan. So much. My sweetheart.”

Then Dan was reaching for Hector, and Hector was reaching for him. They kissed until Dan was ready to beg Hector for more.

“Come on.” Hector got out. He grabbed a duffle from the back seat, as well as Dan’s bag.

Dan met Hector in front of the truck. He held up his hands and caught a few snowflakes. They were pretty, but nothing could compare to Hector.

“Let’s go.” One look at Hector’s backside, he was inclined to run into the lobby and drag Hector with him. He settled for a swift walk, his shoulder bumping against Hector’s arm. Dan’s cock perked back up and the last thirty feet or so of walking was downright uncomfortable because of that.

The hotel lobby was fancy-looking, that was all Dan could have said about it. He was too busy watching Hector, waiting for his chance to pounce. Hector sounded so calm, but Dan saw the tension in his shoulders, and knew the man had a hard on under the cover of his coat.

Hector handed over his credit card, and in short order, he was striding toward the elevators.

“What floor are we one?” Dan asked, noting the camera in the elevator.

“Fifth floor.” Hector glared at the camera. “I hate those things.”

The elevator stopped and they exited. Hector led the way.

“Here we are.” He pulled a key card from his coat pocket then unlocked the door.

As soon as they were inside, Dan shuffled Hector over to the bed. “I can’t wait. I need…everything. Give me everything.”

Hector whipped off his coat, then his shirt. “You’ve got it. You know that. I’ve been yours since before I met you.”

Dan stopped stripping, and looked at Hector. “What do you mean?”

Hector blushed. “Well, I saw a picture of you on Duke’s phone that day you sent it. I couldn’t stop staring. I wanted to touch you, to know you from that moment on.”

Dan touched his scarred cheek. “You didn’t see these in that picture.”

“Those have never mattered to me except for the fact that you were hurt by them.” Hector pulled him close and kissed Dan’s scars.

Dan trembled and slid his hands up and down Hector’s back.

The kissing turned heated when Dan bumped his cock against Hector’s thigh.

Hector rumbled and started shoving at Dan’s jeans. Dan caught a glimpse of the room then, not that he cared what it looked like. He just wanted Hector.

Hector winked at him as he got Dan’s pants pushed to his knees. “Shoes. Your shoes are in the way.”

Dan waddled to the bed and sat. He pulled his boots off while Hector did the same.

Hector grumbled when he had to tug particularly hard on his left boot. “Wore my thick socks since my feet were cold.”

Laughing, Dan stood then flung the covers back. He got the lube from his bag, and turned to find Hector ogling his ass. “What’re you waiting for, cowboy?”

“Cowboy?” Hector grinned. “You going to call me that while you’re riding me sometime?”

Dan picked up Hector’s cowboy hat. “I’ll even wear this and my boots.”

Hector’s grin turned to something fierce, and hungry. He grabbed Dan and together they tumbled onto the bed.

Dan ran one finger down the length of Hector’s hard, thick cock. “You sure you want me to top?”

Hector gasped. “God…damn! Yes! Only with you, Dan,” he ground out. “Never much cared for it until you.”

Dan kissed Hector, then Hector rolled them over. He sucked on Dan’s neck until Dan shivered and had to bite his tongue to keep from whimpering. All the while, Dan stroked Hector’s arms, his shoulders, his hair, his back his hips. Everywhere he could reach, he caressed.

Hector must have been satisfied with his marking, because he bent to start in on Dan’s tits.

Dan cried out and bucked when he felt the scrape of teeth over his left nipple. No way was he going to last if Hector kept that up.

With a heave, he had Hector on his back. Dan grabbed the lube. “I can’t wait much longer, unless—”

“Fuck waiting,” Hector growled. “Just get me ready as quick as you can. Can’t wait to feel you in me, with nothing between us.”

They’d both been tested and deemed ready for the big step in their commitment, forgoing the use of condoms.

Dan opened the lube and poured some onto his fingers. “Give me your hand.”

Hector held up his right one. Dan gave him some lube, too.

“Jack yourself,” Dan directed as he ran his slick hand down over Hector’s balls.

“God, that feels so…ngh!” Hector spread his legs wide, bending them at the knees.

“You look so sexy like this, wanton. Eager.” Dan massaged his nuts. “I want you, so much.”

“Then have me already,” Hector demanded.

Dan chuckled and rubbed the sweet spot between Hector’s balls and ass. “I’ll get there.”

“Not soon enough,” Hector griped. “Please, I’ve waited, I needed you, so much.”

Dan pressed his thumb to Hector’s pucker. “Like I needed you.” He pushed into that welcoming heat, past the tight clench of Hector’s ring.

“Oh,” Hector panted, his inner walls fluttering madly. “Yes, sweetheart, yes—”

Dan knelt and worked Hector’s ass open, until he could easily glide three fingers in and out, and Hector was babbling, thrashing, begging.

Only then did Dan line up his dick and thrust in almost fully. The soft, constricting grip around Dan’s length stole his breath. He’d never felt anything like that skin-on-skin heat he was feeling now.

Dan locked gazes with Hector. “So beautiful,” he whispered.

Hector moaned and reached for him.

Dan bit his bottom lip, grabbed onto Hector’s hand, and held it while he used his other hand to grip Hector’s leg. Dan thrust in the rest of the way, until his balls were pressed against Hector’s ass.

Those rippling inner walls around Dan’s cock sent pleasure spiraling up from Dan’s groin to all pertinent parts of his body. Dan withdrew almost fully, then drove back in. Hector arched and jacked his own dick faster and faster.

Dan matched him in speed for several minutes, then he pulled out and tapped Hector’s hip. “On your knees.” He needed more power.

As soon as Hector was in position, Dan moved into place behind him. His cock slid back into the warmth of Hector’s body.

Dan pressed down on Hector’s shoulders, pinning him to the bed. He braced one leg beside Hector’s hip and slammed into his ass again and again.

Sweat dripped down his forehead and back. Dan ground his teeth and kept driving into Hector, seeking release yet holding it off, not wanting to end it just yet.

Dan listened to every sound Hector made, the panted breaths and curse words, the demands for more, harder and deeper. He loved the connection they were building, the passion they were sharing.

He loved everything about Hector, and couldn’t see that ever changing. Dan pistoned his hips, the sound of them slapping against Hector’s ass louder with each thrust.

Then Dan’s balls drew tight, and tingling waves of pleasure began washing over him. Hector cried out, bowing his back, pressing his ass against Dan’s hips, grinding, milking Dan’s cock to perfection.

Dan froze, his shaft buried as deep in his lover as possible. He panted as the climax hit him, his cock pulsing, cum jetting into Hector.

Every spurt sent a moan out of Hector. Dan’s ears rang from the shortness of breath combined with the intense ecstasy of his release.

Then he shook like he’d run a marathon as he carefully eased his cock from Hector’s ass.

Hector collapsed onto his belly. Dan wanted to do the same, but he wanted to see—